Summer workshops and exhibitions always disrupt studio time, but this season has been filled with more upheaval than usual.
In May, after many heart-wrenching months of indecision, my partner and I agreed to separate. Shortly after we reached that decision the house we've been renting went up for sale.
D moved at the beginning of July, but I've been unable to find a new place for myself yet. Part of the problem is that I've been on the road for most of the past four weeks, but there are larger economic issues at play, too. Limbo. It's not a fun place to be.
Despite profound sadness and uncertainty, it is imperative that I keep working. I have contract projects that need attention and linocuts to create for upcoming exhibitions.
No surprise, then, that getting started on a new linocut today went a long way towards easing some of my mental and emotional uproar. Like a stiff-legged rider on a long-neglected bicycle I stumbled my way back to familiar motions and routines and found some satisfaction there.
|Step 1: I think I forgot how to take decent photos of early stages.|
|Step 2: A second, transparent gray and a little better photography effort.|
|Step 3: A blue-gray, and already the image starts to resolve.|